this imploding heart

Every day, it's a gettin' closer, going faster than a rollercoaster

"Sonya, you've got to hear this."

We both kneeled on the floor in front of the answering machine while he flipped through old messages. The voice on the machine stuttered over itself. 'Message One messamessagememessage Fivemessagemessmess Message 25'

I could hear a whispering in the background and small lung breaths near the receiver. "Say 'Hi uncle cake'."

"NOOOOOOOO! Other Phone!" click.

'Message 26'

Okay, you ready? Wanna say it now?

"HI UNCA CAAY! I NOVE YOU! Ginger (his baby sister) is....is...and we went mrgb I NOVE YOU!" "say 'bye'" "I NOVE YOU! BYYYYEEEE!" click.

I turned to Cake and gave him a squeeze. "He's not even one of mine and I miss him."

"Wait Sonya, listen to this."

Message 27

tiny breaths into receiver, "Hi Thonya. Hi Thonya. Ginger! we went to mrgmerlbolaatmat and then it stopped. Hi Thonya! Bye!"

I sat on the floor with my mouth open. "Cake, that was *so* nice. He's so cute."

"He remembers you. And I think they have pictures of the both of us, so that helps."

Everything that happened last night was sweet and kind and a little sad. Both of us missing our small people. Both getting a little goopy about 'Big Fish'. Both being good about a sad, sad conversation that didn't want to wait.

Posted by Sonya at May 4, 2004 08:55 AM